Skirts, Stockings & Sin: Rough Gay Woods Sex

The crunching leaves and the distant birdsong are the only sounds breaking the silence of the woods. I'm on my hands and knees, my skirt riding up to reveal my ass, the cool air kissing my stocking-clad thighs. A man approaches, his heavy steps echoing my racing heart. He's dressed in black, his face obscured by a ski mask, his cock already hard and straining against his pants. He doesn't speak, just grabs my hips, positioning himself behind me. I feel the heat of his cock through my skirt, then the cold, wet sensation of lube as he pushes into my ass, stretching me wide. He fucks me rough and hard, his body slapping against mine, the sound of our flesh meeting echoing through the trees.

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